Anesthesia

Everybody is talking about the girl
 Who went and killed the delivery man
 But she looks so kind and gentle
 It just doesn't stand to reason
 I saw her right there just the other night
 As stately as a slot machine
 But when she looked my way something mad
 As hell came over me
 Anesthesia, Mona Lisa, I've got a little gun
 Here comes oblivion
 I never loved you, how did you find me?
 The cops will never prove complicity now
 Anna, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
 All good children go to heaven
 I remember your face that August night
 When we lied about the beautiful time to come
 And that crazy old man who came much to late
 And caused a chain reaction
 I've been hanging out there for eleven long years
 Like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone
 And looking at you now
 Is driving me to distraction
 Anesthesia, Mona Lisa, I've got a little gun
 Here comes oblivion
 I never loved you, how did you find me?
 The cops will never prove complicity now
 Anna, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
 All good children go to heaven
 I never loved you
 I never loved you
 I never loved you
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